From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 264: 127 punishable

Han Suwen placed a freshly fried egg in Ming Yi’s plate, and Ming Yi gave a bright smile. The crisp and sweet sound of her voice instantly improved one’s mood.

“Thank you, Aunt Wen.”

Han Suwen’s gaze was gentle, “Go ahead and eat.”

Ming Yi was very self-reliant, already capable of eating, dressing, and using the bathroom by herself at the age of five. She did not need much care, and she excelled in her studies, far more intelligent than her peers. Key to her charming and lovable character was her understanding and considerate nature.

All of this was thanks to Ms. Zhu.

Han Suwen turned her head away, afraid that her tears might be seen by others.

Ming Ti noticed it, glanced at the innocent and bewildered Ming Yi, and frowned slightly.

“Ming Jing didn’t come home last night,” Ming Chen sighed.

“Don’t worry, she knows what she’s doing,” Ming Ti pondered, speaking in a somewhat casual tone.

At this moment, Zhu Xiangxiang came downstairs. Ming Tils disdain flashed through her eyes, and she lowered her head to eat. Ming Yi greeted with a smile: “Good morning, Sister Xiangxiang.” Zhu Xiangxiang managed a smile: “Good morning.”

Sitting across the three, Han Suwen smiled, “Xiangxiang, you got up early today. What do you want for breakfast? Chinese style or Western-style?”

Zhu Xiangxiang looked at the steamed buns, pickles, and porridge on their plates and unconsciously frowned.

As expected from someone from a small place, she couldn’t shake off the air of poverty.

“Milk and bread, please.”

Han Suwen placed a glass of milk and a ham sandwich in front of Zhu Xiangxiang. Ming Ti smirked: “People these days are so obsessed with foreign things. They even chase after foreign tastes for breakfast, drinking milk, and thinking they’re so high-class. How ridiculous.”

Ming Chen nudged Ming Ti, signaling her to stop talking.

Zhu Xiangxiang glared at Ming Ti. This brat is implying something about her, isn’t she?

Ming Ti’s expression was cold. She was young, but she already had a stunning cold beauty. Yet at this moment, to Zhu Xiangxiang, she seemed particularly irritating.

Of Ming Jing’s three junior sisters, the one Zhu Xiangxiang disliked the most was Ming Ti. She spoke with sarcasm, making strange remarks, utterly annoying.

“At least it’s not as shameless as some people who rely on Ming Jing for everything. If it wasn’t for her, some people would still be stuck in the mountains, knocking on wooden fish, and never getting a chance to experience the prosperity of the big city in their entire lives.”

Hurting each other, who’s afraid of whom?

Ming Ti was not afraid of her. She sneered: “Our Second Sister values emotions and righteousness, treating us burdens like her own sisters and taking care of us. We are truly grateful in our hearts. Not like some people who not only showed no gratitude to Ming Jing’s help but also stabbed her in the back. If there were a prize for ungratefulness, this person would definitely win.”

“Shut up!” Zhu Xiangxiang slammed the table, stood up, and roared, glaring at

Ming Ti angrily.

Ming Yi was startled and let out a sudden hiccup.

Han Suwen quickly squatted down, patting her back: “Yi Yi, don’t be afraid.”

Turning her head with displeasure, Han Suwen looked at Zhu Xiangxiang: “Xiangxiang, they are all Young Miss’s sisters, children younger than you. Why do you need to quarrel with them?”

No wonder Zhu Xiangxiang wasn’t favored by Madam and Madam. Her petty heart hindered her from becoming a lady worthy of a high stage.

Ming Ti smirked: “My mouth is mine to do with as I please. That white dress of yours is too eye-catching. Do you think you’re even worthy of wearing it?”

Zhu Xiangxiang was stunned, as if someone had prodded her pain. Her eyes filled with anger and humiliation. She stared at Ming Ti.

Why did everyone have to remind her that she was not worthy of wearing white? Was it only Zhu Mingjing who deserved to wear white?

“Xiangxiang, what are you fussing about?” Madam Zhou came out of the kitchen, frowning at Zhu Xiangxiang.

Zhu Xiangxiang seemed to suddenly realize something, and her hostility disappeared as she obediently sat down.

Madam Zhou shook her head. A person’s character is hard to change so easily.

At that moment, the sound of a car engine came from outside. Ming Yi’s eyes lit up, she jumped down from the dining chair, and ran out with her short legs.

“Second Sister.

Ming Jing had just got out of the car when she was hugged by a little glutinous rice ball.

Ming Jing smiled, bent down to pinch her facial cheek, and wiped away the rice stain at the corner of her mouth.

“Second Sister, I couldn’t sleep last night without you. Look, Yi Yi has dark circles under her eyes,” Ming Yi pouted, looking displeased.

‘Yi Yi has grown up and should learn to sleep alone. Starting tonight, you will

have your own room..”